Frenetic Amnesic
I updated. Yippeee!!! I'm sorry, but having gone this long without updating has done a
serious number on me. I pray that this update, plus your wonderful reviews, will get me back into
the swing of things.
Anyway, just so you know, I'm not dead, I just had to be away from a computer for awhile.
Please don't come after me with pitchforks and torches. I hate running away from mobs. I prefer to
run for sport and exercise.
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Colonel Kramer hated field work. Always did. Ever since the Gulf War. Once he became a
Colonel, and transferred to Skylar's military division, he hoped to never do field work again. And
yet, here he was, looking for an experiment that could kill everyone within a five-mile-radius with
one thought. At this, he shuddered. He didn't mind that Skylar was developing a super-soldier at all.
But the fact that they gave him mind abilities really unsettled him. You don't just give an unstable...
thing... such power. Especially when it's brothers are homicidal maniacs. Speaking of which...
Alpha walked over to the Colonel, fishing for info. Alpha looked almost exactly like
Murdoch, except where as Murdoch had raven black-short hair, Alpha had White-shoulder length
hair. Other than that, they were almost identical. Alpha looked at Kramer, thinking all the while how
pathetic he was.
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"What's the status of your men?"
"We are ready to investigate all of the residential homes closest to the lab, and go from
there."
"Good. We'll find my worthless brother at all costs."
"Might I ask why you hate your brother with such a passion, sir?"
"Colonel, when I was younger, I always questioned why, Exodus was always better than
me and Omega in everything. I always wondered why the men that created us were always choosing
Exodus for their missions and not Omega and me. Then I discovered that his genes were far better
polished than us. I always resented him for that. And now that he has escaped, I have permission to
kill him on site. It's the perfect opportunity to prove I'm better."
"You mean 'We're better', right brother?"
"Of course, Omega. We."
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Murdoch was having trouble understanding the nerd. The geek, Thomas Jameson, was
having so much fun hacking into the Skylar computer, that he had lost all touch with everything
around him. Murdoch was getting tired of his pointless rambling and considered, for a split-second,
ending the fools life. At that moment, the lights in the building surged and glow with power. This
had been happening a lot lately. Mainly whenever a sinister thought had passed through Murdoch's
head. But like all the other times, he ignored it. He instead focused on the Anime-lover sitting in
front of him.
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"Well?"
"Well, what?"
"Oh, please! You have been sitting there, hacking into Skylar for an hour, and you go 'Well,
what?' What did you find?!"
"Oh, that. Well, apparently they've been working on some super secret project since 1985.
But it's only been truly successful just recently."
"What was the project?"
"Genetically-altered super soldiers."
'Damn.'
"So, in English, what does that mean?"
"Basically, they wanted to make better soldiers. Soldiers that could do almost anything."
"So how did this all start?"
"Well, in the 1980's, Skylar began work on a serum. The serum was originally designed to
eliminate normally incurable diseases. But when they injected it into a soldier, they discovered that
his physical and mental stats went way up. They examined the serum closer and discovered that the
serum, instead of targeting and destroying the molecular structure of disease, targeted the genetic
structure of humans, and spliced itself, creating more genes that latched onto the host and gave them
new abilities. However, there was a side effect..."
"What?"
"The serum would only work if it was directly written into the DNA of the host, before birth,
while the subject was still in the first few months of pregnancy. If injected after birth, the serum
would simply latch onto the DNA and not actually become it. So in an effort to try and become one
with the DNA, the serum will begin to rewrite the DNA of the host."
"So what's so bad about that?"
"Rewriting DNA in a living, breathing, thing can kill them. Horribly."
"So it has to be written in with the rest of the DNA?"
"Yep."
"What else?"
"Well, they found 20 pregnant women, rounded them together and gave them each a little
pill."
"A pill? I thought the serum had to be injected?"
"They made it so that it could be ingested. It would be swallowed by the mother, but absorbed by
the child."
"The things they do with science."
"Apparently, only three children survived, as the pill somehow caused the others to be
prematurely born."
"And those three?"
"Their mother's died as a result of natural deaths, or at least that's what they say. So Skylar
took custody of them. And trained them."
Just then, Murdoch had another memory surface, this one longer than the other he had when
he first stepped into the McGuire house...
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FLASHBACK
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"But Angela, why is it we have war?" The young child asked his teacher and mentor.
"Because, Exodus, people tend to disagree about things. So much that they fight with large
weapons. It's just our nature, I suppose."
"I think it's wrong."
"I'm glad you do. Personally, I think that no one has the right to take the life of another, for
any reason."
"But then why are me and my brothers taught how to kill?"
The young woman thought for a second. She was rather attractive looking, with long brown
hair, hazel eyes, a tanned complexion despite being in the lab a lot, and the face of an angel. No
wonder Exodus was in love with her before he even knew what love was. She was not only attractive
but rather brilliant and loved life despite her working environment. She was one of 5 total female
employees in the entire lab. This meant a lot of bad things happened to her. She was constantly
whistled at, the men were always feeling her bottom, all sorts of stuff. However, she was a black belt
in Karate, so she was capable of handling her own.
"Because they want you to be able to protect yourself and others from very bad people." She
knew that was a lie. But damn, he was only five. He didn't need to know the whole truth. Besides,
maybe if he took that to heart, he wouldn't use the training he was being given.
He seemed pleased with this answer, as he nodded and went back to staring at the clouds
through the window of his room. For someone who was originally meant to be a super soldier, he
didn't act like his brothers. Alpha and Omega embraced their destinies and enjoyed killing. Exodus
didn't. He hated death and couldn't even stand the sight of blood. Angela hoped that Exodus
wouldn't turn out like his brothers.
"You know what? Your name, Exodus. It's too, official. Let's give you a new name."
"Okay."
"Let's see. How about... Mike!"
"No!"
"No? Okay, Roy!"
"Definitely not!"
"Okay. How about... Murdoch?"
Exodus thought for a second. It sounded ok.
"I like it."
"Okay, Murdoch it is. I like it too. It was the name of my husband."
"Where's he?"
"He's gone. To a wonderful place called heaven."
"Can we visit him?"
"Maybe."
Murdoch/Exodus didn't notice the silent tears that slowly flowed down Angela's cheeks. He
would shed the same tears in a short time.
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END FLASHBACK
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"Well, that explains some things."
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Not bad for my first chapter back. Once again, I apologize for my tardiness. Also, I did not
mean May 25, I meant June 25. Sorry for the confusion.
I updated. Yippeee!!! I'm sorry, but having gone this long without updating has done a
serious number on me. I pray that this update, plus your wonderful reviews, will get me back into
the swing of things.
Anyway, just so you know, I'm not dead, I just had to be away from a computer for awhile.
Please don't come after me with pitchforks and torches. I hate running away from mobs. I prefer to
run for sport and exercise.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Colonel Kramer hated field work. Always did. Ever since the Gulf War. Once he became a
Colonel, and transferred to Skylar's military division, he hoped to never do field work again. And
yet, here he was, looking for an experiment that could kill everyone within a five-mile-radius with
one thought. At this, he shuddered. He didn't mind that Skylar was developing a super-soldier at all.
But the fact that they gave him mind abilities really unsettled him. You don't just give an unstable...
thing... such power. Especially when it's brothers are homicidal maniacs. Speaking of which...
Alpha walked over to the Colonel, fishing for info. Alpha looked almost exactly like
Murdoch, except where as Murdoch had raven black-short hair, Alpha had White-shoulder length
hair. Other than that, they were almost identical. Alpha looked at Kramer, thinking all the while how
pathetic he was.
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"What's the status of your men?"
"We are ready to investigate all of the residential homes closest to the lab, and go from
there."
"Good. We'll find my worthless brother at all costs."
"Might I ask why you hate your brother with such a passion, sir?"
"Colonel, when I was younger, I always questioned why, Exodus was always better than
me and Omega in everything. I always wondered why the men that created us were always choosing
Exodus for their missions and not Omega and me. Then I discovered that his genes were far better
polished than us. I always resented him for that. And now that he has escaped, I have permission to
kill him on site. It's the perfect opportunity to prove I'm better."
"You mean 'We're better', right brother?"
"Of course, Omega. We."
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Murdoch was having trouble understanding the nerd. The geek, Thomas Jameson, was
having so much fun hacking into the Skylar computer, that he had lost all touch with everything
around him. Murdoch was getting tired of his pointless rambling and considered, for a split-second,
ending the fools life. At that moment, the lights in the building surged and glow with power. This
had been happening a lot lately. Mainly whenever a sinister thought had passed through Murdoch's
head. But like all the other times, he ignored it. He instead focused on the Anime-lover sitting in
front of him.
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"Well?"
"Well, what?"
"Oh, please! You have been sitting there, hacking into Skylar for an hour, and you go 'Well,
what?' What did you find?!"
"Oh, that. Well, apparently they've been working on some super secret project since 1985.
But it's only been truly successful just recently."
"What was the project?"
"Genetically-altered super soldiers."
'Damn.'
"So, in English, what does that mean?"
"Basically, they wanted to make better soldiers. Soldiers that could do almost anything."
"So how did this all start?"
"Well, in the 1980's, Skylar began work on a serum. The serum was originally designed to
eliminate normally incurable diseases. But when they injected it into a soldier, they discovered that
his physical and mental stats went way up. They examined the serum closer and discovered that the
serum, instead of targeting and destroying the molecular structure of disease, targeted the genetic
structure of humans, and spliced itself, creating more genes that latched onto the host and gave them
new abilities. However, there was a side effect..."
"What?"
"The serum would only work if it was directly written into the DNA of the host, before birth,
while the subject was still in the first few months of pregnancy. If injected after birth, the serum
would simply latch onto the DNA and not actually become it. So in an effort to try and become one
with the DNA, the serum will begin to rewrite the DNA of the host."
"So what's so bad about that?"
"Rewriting DNA in a living, breathing, thing can kill them. Horribly."
"So it has to be written in with the rest of the DNA?"
"Yep."
"What else?"
"Well, they found 20 pregnant women, rounded them together and gave them each a little
pill."
"A pill? I thought the serum had to be injected?"
"They made it so that it could be ingested. It would be swallowed by the mother, but absorbed by
the child."
"The things they do with science."
"Apparently, only three children survived, as the pill somehow caused the others to be
prematurely born."
"And those three?"
"Their mother's died as a result of natural deaths, or at least that's what they say. So Skylar
took custody of them. And trained them."
Just then, Murdoch had another memory surface, this one longer than the other he had when
he first stepped into the McGuire house...
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FLASHBACK
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"But Angela, why is it we have war?" The young child asked his teacher and mentor.
"Because, Exodus, people tend to disagree about things. So much that they fight with large
weapons. It's just our nature, I suppose."
"I think it's wrong."
"I'm glad you do. Personally, I think that no one has the right to take the life of another, for
any reason."
"But then why are me and my brothers taught how to kill?"
The young woman thought for a second. She was rather attractive looking, with long brown
hair, hazel eyes, a tanned complexion despite being in the lab a lot, and the face of an angel. No
wonder Exodus was in love with her before he even knew what love was. She was not only attractive
but rather brilliant and loved life despite her working environment. She was one of 5 total female
employees in the entire lab. This meant a lot of bad things happened to her. She was constantly
whistled at, the men were always feeling her bottom, all sorts of stuff. However, she was a black belt
in Karate, so she was capable of handling her own.
"Because they want you to be able to protect yourself and others from very bad people." She
knew that was a lie. But damn, he was only five. He didn't need to know the whole truth. Besides,
maybe if he took that to heart, he wouldn't use the training he was being given.
He seemed pleased with this answer, as he nodded and went back to staring at the clouds
through the window of his room. For someone who was originally meant to be a super soldier, he
didn't act like his brothers. Alpha and Omega embraced their destinies and enjoyed killing. Exodus
didn't. He hated death and couldn't even stand the sight of blood. Angela hoped that Exodus
wouldn't turn out like his brothers.
"You know what? Your name, Exodus. It's too, official. Let's give you a new name."
"Okay."
"Let's see. How about... Mike!"
"No!"
"No? Okay, Roy!"
"Definitely not!"
"Okay. How about... Murdoch?"
Exodus thought for a second. It sounded ok.
"I like it."
"Okay, Murdoch it is. I like it too. It was the name of my husband."
"Where's he?"
"He's gone. To a wonderful place called heaven."
"Can we visit him?"
"Maybe."
Murdoch/Exodus didn't notice the silent tears that slowly flowed down Angela's cheeks. He
would shed the same tears in a short time.
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END FLASHBACK
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"Well, that explains some things."
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Not bad for my first chapter back. Once again, I apologize for my tardiness. Also, I did not
mean May 25, I meant June 25. Sorry for the confusion.